I HAVENT LOVED PINK SO MUCH SINCE GREASE
THOSE LIPS THOSE HANDS THOSE FEET
HOT; PINK
WHAT ELSE AM I SUPPOSE TO THINK
HOT.... PINK.... GRUTENDORST, A ROSE FLOWER
.... OR A WOMANS CENTRAL POWER
LOCATED BETWEEN HER THIGHS
PINK MUST BE A GIFT THAT CAPTURES THE MIND
SOMETHING LIKE RED EXCEPT I'VE STOPPED AND WON'T PASS GO
WHATEVER IT IS ABOUT PINK I'M LOVING I DON'T KNOW
.... BUT IT'S GOT ME, ESPECIALLY ON YOU
MAYBE THATS WHY MICKY D'S STAY POPPING AT ALL TIMES; THE PINK SLIME
WHICH ACTUALLY IS GROSS
.... BUT THOSE PINK LIPS HANDS AND FEET OF YOURS
IF ONLY YOU KNEW THE CHORES I WAS THINKING... YOU'D KNOW
THAT I WAS THINKING THE MOST....
THAT HOT; PINK....
I'M LOVING IT
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Before now, I thought BLUE was my favourite colour. It's PINK! This is the beauty of poetry, it makes you think deep. A lovely poem with depth of insight. A carefully crafted work of art. Beautifully penned to drive home the point. Poetry at its best. Am having fun tonight. Thanks for sharing and keep it up.